Gemotions

The house seemed to hold its breath as Mary navigated the secret profile. A shiver ran down her spine. The vibrant, colorful posts felt hollow, and she felt a sense of disquiet she couldn't shake. Her son, who had always seemed so accessible, was suddenly a stranger.

She felt a hollowness in her chest, a sense of falling, a feeling of being untethered. She gripped the edge of the kitchen counter, her knuckles white. She looked at the picture of her son, a perfect photo of a perfect moment, and felt utterly isolated.